The Corporation

Any film that features as talking heads the unbearable lefty likes of Noam Chomsky, Naomi Klein and, worst of all by far, the Jabba-the-hut role model for the self righteous and self promoting, the sloth-like and always disgusting Michael Moore, is not likely to gain a sympathetic viewing from me. Just as I was getting over my initial revulsion for these three and starting to think that the movie made a fairly good case for the need for corporate ethics, it descended into complete, gibbering nonsense. By the end it was holding corporate America responsible for everything from global warming to Nazi death camps. It would be entertaining for taking itself so seriously and for some of the more inane comments if it was not so overly long and repetitive. In the end it is merely dross.